Head Hung Low

As I drove down my road this afternoon, I passed an older man walking, his head hung low.  He did not glance up as I drove past.

My heart aches a little when I see people with their heads hung low.  Anguish, pain, fear, uncertainty.

I want to lift up their chins and put a smile in their hearts.

If only it was that simple.

I hope that man finds some small joy today .


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  1. 😦 we had a man like this on our street before we moved and one day i went out and walked with him. he turned his head to me and started to speak (i’m thinking something profound, right?) Nope. “This would be a lot nicer if you had come up and walked with me in a bikini”


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